"I want the room for _a gentleman_.

I guess it's too dear for the like of you." And here--will you believe it ?--the man handed me a bill of three guineas for two days' board and lodging in his odious house.
* * * * * There was a crowd of idlers round the door as I passed out of it, and had I been alone I should have been ashamed of seeing them; but, as it was, I was only thinking of my dear dear wife, who was leaning trustfully on my arm, and smiling like heaven into my face--ay, and _took_ heaven, too, into the Fleet prison with me--or an angel out of heaven.

Ah! I had loved her before, and happy it is to love when one is hopeful and young in the midst of smiles and sunshine; but be _un_happy, and then see what it is to be loved by a good woman! I declare before Heaven, that of all the joys and happy moments it has given me, that was the crowning one--that little ride, with my wife's cheek on my shoulder, down Holborn to the prison! Do you think I cared for the bailiff that sat opposite?
No, by the Lord! I kissed her, and hugged her--yes, and cried with her likewise.

But before our ride was over her eyes dried up, and she stepped blushing and happy out of the coach at the prison door, as if she were a princess going to the Queen's Drawing-room..